family, Uncategorized, writing

What’s In a Name

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To all the little kids in Wyokiddo’s preschool, my name is Emily’s Mom.

“Hi Emily’s mom!”

“Emily’s Mom, come sit by me!”

“Mrs. Emily’s Mom, can you help me with  my juice box?”

It’s music to my ears.

When I resigned from my professional position to marry Outdoor Guy, several of my colleagues didn’t hold back in criticizing my decision.  They said I was wasting my education.  I was crazy to walk away from such a successful career.  I could have it all.

They couldn’t understand that their goals for me weren’t my goals for me.

As much as I loved my job and was good at it, I knew in my heart I wanted a different future.  One where my title wasn’t assistant division chief but wife and mom.

One amazingly supportive husband, two miscarriages, four solid months of throwing up and 8 years later, I’m both.

So call me Mrs. Milner, call me Emily’s Mom, either way, I am blessed.

Teresa

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Moms In The Picture

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A photography Facebook group that I follow posted a challenge to all the moms out there: get in the picture with your family.

I have tons of photos of my daughter, some of my husband and very few with me with them.  I’m usually the one taking the pictures.  And admittedly, I’m sometimes reluctant to get in the photo because I’m not happy with how I look at that given moment.  Or any moment, really.

But I rose to the challenge and set up some photos of Wyokiddo and I playing tonight.  And I need to rise to the challenge more often and take photos for her not just of her.  Because someday, Wyokiddo will want these photos of us together.

Here’s the thing…She’s not going to care that my hair isn’t fixed, or that my backside is bigger than I want it to be.  She won’t notice the patchy lighting or the horrible clutter in the background.  She’s going to see it sometime down the road and think “Oh!  Lincoln logs!  Mom and I would spend hours on the floor building houses only to knock them down and start all over.”

I’d even venture to guess that she’ll love these photos of us together, big butts and all.

Here’s to being one of the #momsinthepicture.

Teresa

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Gifts from Little People

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“Happy Valentine’s Day, Mama. Sorry they’re dead. But uh, it’s winter, so…”

Wyokiddo @ 4  years old.  If I’m being honest, I’ve received far less thoughtful gifts from far less cuter humans.

Happy Valentine’s Day.  Show the world how big your heart is today, and every day.

Teresa

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First Loves

rocky-fish-final-drwMeet Rocky. He’s Wyokiddo’s fish, bought to replace the gold fish she won at a 4-H carnival that died approximately 15 hours after we brought it home. Rocky is much more hearty, and photogenic. Thankfully.

Someday, we’ll tell Wyokiddo stories about her first pet. Stories like how for the first three weeks after his arrival, she’d wake up in the morning, run to his bowl and breathlessly exclaim “Oh thank goodness! Mama, Mama, Rocky didn’t die last night!”

Her enthusiasm for Rocky has waned a little bit with the arrival of Ziggy the puppy.  But I will still catch Wyokiddo standing at Rocky’s bowl, her finger tracing a path for Rocky to follow.  She chatters at him, telling the fish stories of her day, her friends and her life.

It warms my heart.  Somewhere in the heavens, there’s a chestnut mare with spots and an attitude that has all my childhood secrets woven through her thin, black mane.

Now Rocky will have Wyokiddo’s secrets, and she’ll always have a photo of this beautiful little guy.

Teresa

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Ziggy

Ziggy at 11 Weeks.jpgAbout three weeks ago, we expanded our family to include this little dude.  Meet Ziggy, the newest member of the Downar Bird Farm Management Team.  Ziggy is an 11-month old border collie, and was bred to be a lean, mean, herding machine.

He’s got some growing to do before he’ll be ready to hit the bird pens.  In the meantime, he is quite the snuggler and is entertaining himself finding little bits of food, paper and other detritus to eat on the floor.  I’m choosing not to take that as a condemnation of my housekeeping.

Look out roosters, there’s a new sheriff in town.  He’ll come after you just as soon as he’s caught his own tail.

-Teresa

family, Uncategorized, writing, Wyoming

The Mother of Invention

We’ve got a house full of new toys Wyokiddo received for Christmas.  But for almost two hours tonight, she entertained herself with a box, straws, tape, beads, feathers and pipe cleaners.  Lots and lots of pipe cleaners.

She was creating an “invention.”  I’m not clear on what the invention will do once it is finished.  I don’t know that she cares.  Wyokiddo was all about the process, attacking the placement of each hole, each bit of straw, with a great deal of concentration and seriousness.

Wyokiddo is too young for New Year’s Resolutions.  But I think I’ll take my cue from her and work to find joy and purpose in the little things that surround me.

Teresa

 

 

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Grace Under Pressure

Wilson Family 2.jpgI’ve known the Wilson family before they were the Wilson family.  Erin was the older sister of a friend in high school and fellow CFD Dandy and state FFA officer.  Fred was an agriculture education teacher when I interned with the Wyoming FFA in college.  And they were one of the first to say “welcome to the neighborhood” when we moved back to Eastern Wyoming.  So it was a pleasure to be asked to take their family photos.

What an evening!  Their boys had me in stitches the entire time.  Wyokiddo had to tag along, and their daughter was kind enough to play with her between photos and entertain her when I couldn’t.  It was fun to photograph their family and see the MANY different personalities come out.  What struck me most, however, was the sheer love between them.  This is a family that sticks together, backs each other up and looks out for one another.

Fred, Erin and the whole crew have seen their share of difficulties in the last few years.  Things that would rock any family to its core and send lesser folk running for the hills.  But they aren’t bitter.  They don’t whine.  They don’t complain or moan “why us?”  They rely on their faith, their family and a level of grace I can only hope to achieve someday.

I pray for this beautiful family daily.  May 2017 be their year to soar.

Teresa

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The White Dog

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And then there was one.

A little over a year ago, we had three dogs: Archie, the ever-ready border collie; Hoops, the fluffy, grumpy big dog; and Roxy, the “white dog” who would would suffer blonde jokes if she was a human.  We had to euthanize Archie and Hoops, so now we are a one-dog family.

Roxy is pretty worthless as a dog – she doesn’t hunt, doesn’t fetch, would probably lick an intruder before biting him, and won’t clean up the food that falls on the floor when I’m cooking.  But I love her anyway.  She lets Wyokiddo dote on her, is always ready for a walk and occasionally makes Outdoor Guy smile with her dingbat ways.  I guess we’ll keep her.  I mean, just look at this face.  How could you not love this face?

Teresa